Chapter 1

KRIT

The mattress creaks and groans with every thrust. Callice holds onto me, her nails digging into the skin of my biceps. Her dark brown eyes bore into mine as her mouth opens in a perfect circle.

I grip her hips harder, pounding into her like a rag doll.

“Fuck,” she murmurs. Her eyes close and her head falls back into the pillow.

I pound even harder, giving her the last couple inches of me that I’d been holding back. Her eyes instantly snap open and her head lifts back up. She stares at me, wide-eyed, nothing but a gasp escaping her mouth.

I lean in, nibbling on her ear. “You’re taking me so well.”

She gasps louder, one of her hands finding my head and pulling it towards her. My mouth is on hers instantly, and her taste is enough to distract me from how amazing she feels gripping my cock.

Callice moans into my mouth, her breath hitching. I smile against her lips. I’ll never get over how she reacts every time I’m filling her up. It’s like no matter how many times we’ve done this, her body never quite gets used to me.

I don’t want it to.

When I finally pull away from the kiss, there’s a new look on her face. One I haven’t seen before. She reaches a hand behind me, pushing my ass into her with all the strength she can muster.

I raise a brow at her, not giving her what she wants.

“Say it,” I order her.

Her mouth opens, and for a moment, she hesitates.

“Harder,” she finally pants out.

I grin, obliging immediately. Her head hits the headboard repeatedly, her moans turning into shrieks as I slam into her cervix.

“Fuck!” she shouts, grabbing a fistful of the blankets underneath us.

It only makes me go harder, faster. The sight of her perfect tits bouncing underneath me makes me feel like I’m going to burst.

But I plan on drawing this out for as long as I possibly can.

It’s a good thing orcs have twenty times more endurance than human males.

I almost laugh at the thought of her seeking a human out for this instead of me.

My hands leave her hips. One of them goes to her neck, squeezing it lightly. The other finds her clit, my fingers massaging just the way I know she likes it. She grabs my wrist, her eyes going wide again.

I notice immediately when something changes in her eyes. They go from wide and focused, to clouded and almost crossing. Just like they always do.

“Cum for me,” I tell her, not letting up the pressure on her neck.

Her head falls back on the pillows again. A high-pitched moan escapes her just as her body starts to shudder beneath mine.

Once her twitching subsides, I pull out of her and flip her over onto her stomach. I’m back inside of her within seconds, grabbing a fistful of her hair and yanking it back.

Her perfectly shaped ass shakes as I slam into her, already matching my earlier pace. It’s the perfect distraction from the thick, crisscrossing scars covering her back, which I always do my best not to look at for too long.

It’s usually in the second round that Callice lets herself go the most, when she’s too tired to care what she sounds like or who hears her. I crave those sounds, I relish them.

I watch as she slaps a hand into the bed, grabbing it for leverage.

“Krit!” she shrieks into the pillow, only half.muffling the sound.

The sound of her screaming my name is enough alone to make my cock start twitching inside her. My hand finds her clit again immediately.

My fingers are gentle, but she hisses from the overstimulation. The sobs that come out next are the most perfect thing I’ve ever heard.

One more thrust is all it takes for me to explode inside of her, my seed leaking out over and over again. Only when we’ve both fully come down do I stop and pull out.

I collapse into the bed next to her, and for a long while, neither of us moves a single muscle. The tent is filled with nothing but the sound of our breathing.

The Burning Sun base is massive, but the influx of humans, some of us have been pushed out into tents until construction can be finished on new homes. I haven’t minded much. It makes it easier to sneak around.

“Fuck,” I finally say. “Your body was fucking made for me.”

She’s still on her stomach next to me, and her eyes crack open at my words.

“I don’t think I can even move,” she groans.

I turn onto my side and begin trailing a hand down her back, avoiding her scars.

“Then don’t. Stay here tonight, just to sleep.”

She stares at me for a moment, her brown eyes making my cock hard all over again. But then she lifts herself up and slides out of the bed.

“I can’t,” she says as she finds her clothes. To my dismay, she starts putting them on.

“Why not?”

“I’ve got an early shift in the morning, and my place is closer to the clinic.”

“So just wake up earlier. I can make sure you actually do.”

She shakes her head. “I don’t want to risk it. Bonnie is supposed to come by tomorrow, so if I’m not in my place it won’t be good for me. Trust me.”

Externally, I just nod in understanding. But internally, the thought of her leaving right now makes me feel a huge wave of disappointment.

I know this arrangement between us is just that – an arrangement. No relationship in sight. And I’m one hundred percent fine with that. The past three months have been perfect. Friends with benefits is the only thing that could work for us, and frankly it’s all we have the time for anyways.

But maybe sleeping next to each other here and there wouldn’t be so bad either.

I swing my legs over the bed and stand up, reaching for my own clothes. Callice is fully dressed now, and I can tell she’s about to head for the door.

“Well let me at least walk you home. It’s getting dark out,” I say as I throw on a shirt.

She gives me an apologetic look. “I wish. I hate walking through the settlement at night. But if anyone saw us… Well, it’s just not worth the hassle of anyone finding out about us.”

I nod, actually agreeing this time.

“Okay,” I say, following her to the tent flap.

She turns once we reach it, smiling up at me. “Thanks for offering, though.”

I reach out and swipe a thumb across her cheek. My eyes drop down to her plump lips, still swollen from earlier. I run a finger over her bottom lip.

She smiles even wider, grabbing my hand when I make to pull it away.

“But I will take a kiss goodbye.” Her voice comes out soft and seductive, her eyes twinkling.

I don’t need to be told twice. I slam her back into the cupboard that stands beside the tent flaps, grabbing her face and pulling it to mine. One of my hands trails down her body as our lips work together. It disappears into her pants and between her legs.

When I find her wet and sticky with my come, a low growl comes out of me. I pull away and remove my hand, bringing it up to her lips.

As I stretch two fingers apart, her eyes stay focused on the strings of my seed.

“Open your mouth.”

She does so instantly. I shove my two fingers in, and Callice closes her eyes as she sucks them clean. She moans, opening her eyes and looking at me once she’s finished. My hand falls back to my side.

When I find her lips with mine again, they taste like me. Her tongue starts to slip into my mouth, before she seems to think better of it and pulls away. I force myself not to pull her back.

“I should go,” she states, breathless.

“You should,” I agree, not breaking eye contact.

Don’t. Is what I want to say instead.

“I’ll come back soon,” she whispers, before turning around and slipping out of my tent and into the night.

I wait about a minute after she leaves to follow her. I spot her walking, already at the end of the street.

Without thinking, I follow her, keeping a safe distance so that she can’t see me. Everyone she walks by, everyone who looks at her, I watch them closely.

I know this is wrong of me for a lot of different reasons, but none of them matter to me right now. All I’m doing is making sure she gets home safe.

What’s so bad about that? Other orcs might ogle her, after all. And even if our relationship isn’t known to all, that doesn’t give anyone else the right to try and take what’s mine.

Her long brown hair blows back in the wind, still looking slightly disheveled from when it was wrapped around my fist. My feet start moving faster at the memory, but I slow myself down, not wanting to get caught.

Callice walks briskly, reaching her own quarters faster than I would’ve liked. Seeing her walk inside, I’m glad that she’s safe, but the selfish part of me still wishes she were safe with me.

I stand, staring at the tent she disappeared inside for a few minutes, before finally turning around. As I start walking back in the direction of my place, I can’t help but keep looking over my shoulder at hers.

And when it’s eventually out of sight, I feel just a little less alive than I did before.